Chapter 900
The old emperor had a solemn face. Although the imperial doctor said that the saint is in good health, since ancient times, which imperial doctor can be trusted?
Everything is premised.Only by cultivating well can the body recover slowly.Shao Shi'an looked up, and the saint's face was indeed a little pale.If you observe carefully, you can still clearly see the vicissitudes of life in the corners of his eyes.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, it's not easy to be a king, especially a king in troubled times.

The king of troubled times must have fierce means, wide-eyed vision, clear-headed, wise, and of course, good luck.But these, for Emperor Yang, can only be regrets.

Shao Shi'an couldn't see that the saint in front of him could satisfy any of the points mentioned above. Maybe the saint was hardworking when he was young, but now, the hero is old, and he is no longer what he used to be.

From the bottom of his heart, he lamented the decline of a generation of monarchs, and at the same time, a few thoughts and expectations arose in his heart.He looked at the old saint on the throne, his eyes were bright, and he exuded the vigor that only young people can have.

Young, energetic, ambitious, brainy.These will become the capital of his success.

The old emperor sat high on the dragon throne, with an extraordinarily serious expression.The third prince stood on the court hall, beside the eighth prince, and on the right was the fourth prince.Such a pattern made him suddenly realize that his situation was already so dangerous.

Facing a crisis that can be replaced at any time.This sudden recognition made him unable to help but shrink his pupils, subconsciously going to see the prime minister in charge.Shao Hui was dressed in official robes, without squinting, looking serious.

His gaze was lost for a moment, and even with that, his heart felt a little empty.Then he went to see Shao Shiping.Shao Shiping stood up straight and looked forward, everything seemed to be agreed, and he didn't want to pay attention to it after making up his mind.

The third prince's fingers couldn't help trembling, and then he heard a courtier stepping forward, "Your words, I have something important to report!"

Words, surname and name words, are the most righteous and awe-inspiring people among the speech officials, who hate evil like enemies.From the moment he took a step, Shao Shi'an knew that this scene had begun.

Everything is just like what Shi Yiyan analyzed with him last night.The first person who can't stand it is precisely words.Yan Ci is 59 years old this year, and above the court, he is not young, but has already entered the old age.There is silver and white hidden in the hair, and only when he stares at his eyes, can he vaguely see the unyielding demeanor of the past from his body.

Although he is old, the most powerful speaker is his mouth.The third prince turned his side slightly, and saw the words' mouth move.

The old emperor seemed to sigh in this short moment, and everything really came in a rush as expected.The worst plan, the most direct way.

"Xianyang City is full of wind and rain, and there are endless rumors. They all say that the death of the eldest prince is what the third prince did in the past! I have the courage to ask the third prince, whether this matter is true or not?"

The majestic voice echoed above the Golden Palace, and the words that everyone wanted to say came out without any surprise.Many eyes rushed towards the third prince like arrows.

Is it true or false?
The third prince laughed for a moment, he finally understood why his father woke up like this.It was only because, at this moment, he realized that even his father would not be able to tolerate him if the matter was revealed.

Compared to his beloved son, what the father loves the most is this country.

There is only one chance.Father Huang personally handed over this opportunity to him.What is surprising is that this matter was eventually turned out by someone with a heart, and it was a fatal blow that knocked him out of his armor.He looked around the court, and his eyes passed over his brothers one by one.

The eighth prince had a dignified face, as if he had never been disturbed by this matter, and his posture was excellent.Calm, solemn, with the demeanor of a prince.The third prince sneered.He understood that he was being calculated.

It was like stabbing him in the back with a long-planned plan to kill him.Really ruthless, really smart!
Even the royal father was forced to have no way out!Even if he knows that he has been wronged, he must be put to death for the country and the country!
The third prince felt a chill in his heart.Indifference to verbal interrogation.After all, since such things have been known to everyone, and there are people who have witnessed the evidence, among other things, the number of courtiers above the court who know what happened on the day of the hunt is between these two palms.

The third prince sighed.He looked at his aloof father, trying hard to see reluctance and maintenance in his eyes.

After a long time, his eyes finally drooped.

(End of this chapter)

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